The following post is a continuation of The Face of Anxiety posted previously. Step one on the road to recovery from anxiety was to begin talking to someone about it. Luckily, I was already seeing a fantastic mental health counsellor who I connected with after my mom passed away. This woman was my second saviour….
Who is that girl in the mirror? I do not recognize her. She looks familiar. She looks a little like me. But yet, she does not. Her cheekbones are more prominent and cheeks are sunk in. She is also very pale. This young lady has my bright blue eyes. They are staring back at me….
It is the start of a new month. Which could be seen as a new beginning. I am going to be vague in this post and I do apologize for that.
I am still processing my thoughts and feelings on the tragic shooting that took place in our nation’s capital of Ottawa yesterday. I first heard the news on Twitter and like many others, I could not believe it. Then, I feared for my family members and friends who live in and around the Ottawa area. I…
Sometimes you just have to conquer your fears to achieve your dreams. Now, it was never my dream to take an administrative assistant diploma. As a child and a teen I dreamt I was going to be a teacher, a nurse, a university professor, a computer programmer but never a librarian or a secretary. But…
Sometimes relaxation techniques are not enough to get you through an anxiety attack. Sometimes meditation is not for you. Sometimes soothing music just does not calm you down. If you have tried everything you can think of to help lessen your anxiety, maybe it is time to seek alternatives.
Blissdom felt like coming home. I was in my element. I was with people who understood me and embraced me wholeheartedly, faults and all.
Sometimes you just have to do the unexpected.
Leave your fears behind and do something you have never done before.
I have not written in more than a week and that is because I have been so exhausted from my new reality. My practicum.
I have to just keep swimming.
Today I was outside… in the real world.
OK, maybe that sounded a wee bit over dramatic.
Especially since I go out in the real world all the time.